Summer Green
Good
morning, green leaves, glad to see you there.
My window
frames you like a piece of art.
So
summery, as I sit in my chair.
Though
I know summer will soon surely part.
The
calendar says fall’s about to start.
You’ll
look lovely in your bright, golden dress.
Autumn
has always been dear to my heart.
But I’ll
miss summer green, I must confess.
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